The Guild Master, a mountain of a man with arms thicker than most men’s torsos, crossed them over his chest and let out a low grunt. The runic lights above cast a sharp gleam across his bald head, emphasizing his imposing presence. Strapped to his back were two massive axes, each too large for an ordinary man to wield even with both hands. His brow was furrowed as he stared down at Roland, who stood before him.
“When I signed that contract, I never thought you’d use it like this. ...
2025-04-25 07:49:34 +0000 UTC
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Rusty stood motionless, his blade lowered while his thoughts churned. The orcs were not fleeing in fear. They were retreating with intent, turning around as one and marching away in perfect coordination. Just moments earlier, they had seemed like frenzied beasts driven only by bloodlust. Now they moved like disciplined soldiers.
"Why would they pull back now?"
Rusty wondered.
"It must be the horn.”
Aburdon replied.
"Someone is controlling them. It m...
2025-04-24 07:58:16 +0000 UTC
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The sun sank low over the horizon, painting the sky with hues of deep purple and fiery red. The last rays of light moved over the battlements and the weary faces of those gathered. Some of the soldiers and civilians began to murmur in soft, anxious tones. Their voices blended with the rustling wind as one of them whispered.
"Maybe the High Knight Commander was wrong. Maybe those creatures aren’t coming."
"Has the High Commander ever been wrong before?"
"No, but... wh...
2025-04-22 08:07:41 +0000 UTC
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“Don’t let them through! Use the oil!”
The order rang out like a thunderclap across the battered battlements. Several adventurers sprang into action, dragging barrels toward the edge of the wall. Thick, dark liquid sloshed violently as they pried the lids open. The sharp scent of tar and pitch filled the air.
Rusty was caught off guard by the strange, viscous substance. Unfamiliar with city defense tactics, he had no idea what to expect. But he was about to learn that there ...
2025-04-21 08:02:32 +0000 UTC
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"Step back, it's closing!"
A heavy metallic groan echoed through the dim tunnel, followed by a deep vibration that rumbled through the stone beneath their feet. Sparks shot from the walls as runic mechanisms pushed a massive steel frame forward. It was a solid slab of metal, at least a meter thick.
"I wish I were on the other side..."
Armand stood just beyond the threshold, eyes fixed on the towering wall of dwarven-forged steel. He let out a sigh of disappointment as strang...
2025-04-18 08:03:52 +0000 UTC
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Rusty stood atop the wall, the chill air brushing against his armor like ghostly fingers. Gleam remained perched on his shoulder as they both stared into the distance. The other adventurers were too preoccupied to notice that one of the monsters they feared was already among them. Their attention focused on the darkness in the distance.
“Maybe it was a false alarm…”
“I bet those orcs turned tail. They saw us and thought we were better prepared, that has to be it…”
<...
2025-04-17 07:49:14 +0000 UTC
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“Look up in the sky!”
“Is that a bird?”
“Is it a Wyvern?”
“Not, It’s… It’s Lord Wayland!”
Roland cut through the sky, his runic flight unit muffled by a silencing spell as it propelled him toward Arthur’s estate. The people below raised their heads and shouted, many waving energetically. It was still something that he was getting used to, but his reputation with the population was rather good. Many of them attributed the current state of t...
2025-04-15 07:45:04 +0000 UTC
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The sun dipped low in the sky as nightfall approached, and the atmosphere in Ferndale grew tenser. Rusty made his way through the barricaded streets, his metallic limbs clinking with each step. The air was filled with fear, a mix of hastily gathered supplies, and the unmistakable scent of sweat. The quiet was only broken by the occasional shout of soldiers giving commands or the distant rumble of hammering as civilians fortified their homes.
He found himself near the slums, at one of th...
2025-04-14 07:51:17 +0000 UTC
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I think I forgot again, but Easter is on the 20th, so the chapters will be delayed by a whole one day ( ˶°ㅁ°) !! Don't murder me.
2025-04-12 08:07:46 +0000 UTC
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Target does not meet the requirements to become a vassal.
"Is there something on my face?"
"No..."
"You sure? You've been staring for a while."
"Just taking in the view."
"I didn’t know you were such a flirt, Mr. Wayland."
"Only with you, Mrs. Wayland."
Elodia laughed softly as she sat up in bed. Roland watched her, though his eyes flicked to the system message lingering in the corner of his vision. He’d tried before, but it seeme...
2025-04-12 07:57:57 +0000 UTC
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The announcer raised a hand for silence and then stepped aside. Lord Borran shifted on his throne, grunting as he pushed himself forward. With one pudgy hand gripping the armrest and the other wiping sweat from his face, he began to speak. His voice, though deep and slurred by indulgence, carried a weight that forced the square into absolute silence.
“My loyal… people… Dark tidings have reached us. A warband of orcs... is marching upon Ferndale.”
Gasps erupted across the c...
2025-04-11 07:55:53 +0000 UTC
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Lucille opened her eyes, gasping as she felt the lingering echoes of mana flicker away from her fingertips. A dull ache spread across her limbs, a reminder of her exertion, but it was overshadowed by the exhilaration coursing through her veins. She had done it. She had passed. Robert was standing over her, his expression clear with worry as he was unsure of her success.
"Lucille, is everything alright?"
His brother, on the other hand, wore a different expression. She didn’t know...
2025-04-09 07:49:26 +0000 UTC
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Rusty stood outside his home, staring at the structure that was now more of a fortress than shelter. Every window was nailed shut, thick wooden planks hammered across to prevent entry. The door had been reinforced with metal plates and secured with several heavy latches on the inside. It wasn’t much to look at, but it would hold, at least, for now.
The morning light cast sharp shadows across the street, and Rusty allowed himself a moment to take in his work. The fortifications were cr...
2025-04-08 08:00:15 +0000 UTC
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Transmute Rune [ Temporary ] Active Skill
This skill allows the changing of runes at the cost of mana. The more a rune is transmuted, the more it will deteriorate.
Lucille looked at the skill she received. She knew that when she failed the trial, the skill knowledge would disappear, so she had to make the most of it while still accessing its intricacies. Every rune she adjusted, every fragment she transmuted, was another step closer to f...
2025-04-06 07:59:51 +0000 UTC
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"...You shouldn’t ask too many questions…"
Rusty said while looking at the oldest of the children, Rolo. Both of them were alone in one of the rooms, cleaning up some of the damage sustained during the kidnapping. The children had stayed the night and eventually woken up. They had slept soundly and later decided to help him clean. The boy started asking questions about the previous night, mostly about the man who had saved them, but Rusty refused to answer directly.
‘D...
2025-04-05 07:57:35 +0000 UTC
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Lucille’s lip quivered as she realized the trial had officially begun. The massive hourglass in the distance trickled fine grains of luminous sand, each one marking the precious seconds she had left to complete this intricate puzzle. She had no doubt that failing to finish before the last grain fell would result in her rejection from the ascension. And that was not an option.
She hurriedly reached for another floating rune, analyzing its shape and structure. It was another part of the...
2025-04-03 07:50:40 +0000 UTC
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The mercenary leader barely had a second to react before the two halves of the gauntlet pulsed ominously. Both shone with a mix of white and dark, two energies combining before a crimson spark of energy exploded forth. The leader of the Black Hounds had barely enough time to shield himself before the shockwave sent him skidding backward, his boots scraping against the splintered wooden floor.
At the same time, the other mercenaries who had not been caught in the initial explosions were ...
2025-04-02 07:57:02 +0000 UTC
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“Ah, this brings me back… life was so much easier back then.”
Lucille picked up the teacup from the table and took a sip. Even though she knew this place was not truly real, she could taste the brew. Around her, a garden stretched out with vibrant green grass, neatly trimmed hedges, and towering trees. It was a perfect replica of the magical garden at the institute.
“My heart still seems to waver back to this place…”
She let out a sigh while looking around. It ha...
2025-03-31 08:05:10 +0000 UTC
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Rusty watched as Theo sauntered away, his smug grin making Rusty’s metal fingers itch to crush his throat. But there was no time for that. He had what he needed: the keys to the basement.
There was no need to keep up the drunken act anymore. He inserted the keys into the heavy door, which groaned as he pushed it open. The noise was noticeable, but just like before, no one seemed interested in his actions. This infiltration mission was turning out to be a lot easier than he had assumed...
2025-03-30 07:57:47 +0000 UTC
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“UgHhH…”
Congratulations you have gained a level.
“I did it!”
‘That was rather fast. No wonder so many people flock to this place.’
A woman, her face concealed, observed the defeated undead monster. Its body had mostly turned to dust after being struck by her spell scroll. The divine spell it contained was remarkably effective at dispatching tier-three monsters, something that should not have been so easily achieved. She examined the insc...
2025-03-28 08:55:46 +0000 UTC
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“Hold on, my dear Rusty. You’re just going to waltz in there with no idea how many enemies are inside? You must be joking.”
Aburdon’s voice was sharp with irritation. Rusty glanced at the darkened doorway of the decrepit structure. He stood before it, concealed in the shadows in case someone decided to step outside. Gleam was pressed against his backplate, out of sight, and his eyes glowed as his two guides argued.
“If he waits too long, the children could be—”
2025-03-27 08:57:58 +0000 UTC
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‘Good, the mana concentration is going down.’
Roland stood watching the blue world before him. With his special eye skill, he could perceive everything as nothing but mana. In the past, looking into these newly discovered underground tunnels had been a struggle. His vision had been obstructed by countless brightly glowing orbs of blue light that practically blinded him. Now, after a week of testing and siphoning, the mana molecules in the air were finally beginning to thin out.
<...
2025-03-25 08:57:17 +0000 UTC
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“I knew we couldn’t trust those little brats! They probably messed up the interior and cleaned nothing!”
Aburdon’s voice echoed inside Rusty’s head as he approached his home. He had allowed the children to stay in his lair on the condition that they would do their best to clean it up. Rolo was confident that he could repair the main door and other parts of the structure, but a doorless entrance stood before them.
“No, something isn’t right here. Look at those hinges ...
2025-03-24 08:56:39 +0000 UTC
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“Is that really going to work?”
“You’re doubting me? The great Rastix Zelbebanin? Do you not know who you are speaking to?”
“Aye? Just an alchemist hired by th’ lord ‘night?”
A dwarf tried to hide his grin while speaking to the smaller gnome before him. As they talked, the stocky man casually inserted his pinky into his ear, digging around as if to show just how little he cared for the gnome’s babbling. The two stood before a strange machine that looked l...
2025-03-22 08:58:01 +0000 UTC
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“Like this?”
“ ( •᷄ ᴗ •́ ) “
“No? How about this then?”
Little arcs of light energy escaped from Rusty’s fingertips. They started to slowly take form before him, but just before the spell could finish forming, the light burst and all of the energy faded.
“ (ᵕ– ᴗ –) “
Gleam shook her head, her antennae brushing against Rusty's head as she tried to cheer him up.
"Tch, pathetic. I’ve seen goblins cast better spells than tha...
2025-03-21 09:02:04 +0000 UTC
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Deep within the dungeon’s boss chamber, the dwarven miners had transformed a crude excavation into an engineering marvel. The tunnel now stretched before them, its every side thoroughly reinforced. Encased in a substance resembling hardened concrete and interlaced with a glinting metal framework. The smooth, unyielding surfaces were etched with subtle runic patterns, hints of magic that kept something at bay.
A low, insistent beeping cut through the murmurs of the gathered miners. At ...
2025-03-19 08:57:44 +0000 UTC
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“Well? What are you waiting for, Rusty? Get it over with.”
“No, don’t!”
“Don’t what? These are monsters. They would kill us instantly if they had the chance. Once they grow up, they will seek revenge and kill to survive.”
“But…”
“Oh? Is it their age? How merciful and naive. But that is how you died, hero. Let us not have our dear Rusty repeat your mistakes.”
Aburdon and Alexander were having a heated conversation while Rusty glanced at t...
2025-03-18 08:52:01 +0000 UTC
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Roland stood before the collection of unfinished armor sets, his gaze shifting from the fiery crimson of Rune Salamander to the partially completed green suit before him. The concept of elemental runic armor had been on his mind for some time, and with Robert successfully reaching Tier 3, he finally had some peace of mind to focus on his work.
For the last couple of weeks, he had been stretching himself thin. He still needed to periodically visit the academy and deliver lectures. While...
2025-03-16 08:50:22 +0000 UTC
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Not even a muffled groan escaped from the short reptilian creature as a helmet latched onto its head. The kobold mage struggled, but Rusty’s claws held his hands and legs firmly in place. His staff had fallen to the side, and without it, he could not activate his spells. To make things worse, a splitting headache overtook him the moment the helmet was secured. His mind began to drift as a strange pull surged through him, as if his very soul was being consumed.
Compatible skill...
2025-03-15 09:06:22 +0000 UTC
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Robert stood in a well-lit chamber, his breath steady as he adjusted to his new form. The room was large, resembling a sterile underground warehouse with long fluorescent lights that provided bright, even illumination, something rarely seen in this world of swords and magic. Roland stood before him with his arms crossed, analyzing him with a scrutinizing gaze.
“Now, go ahead, why don’t you try starting with that ‘Vow’ skill.”
In the middle of the chamber, there was a tra...
2025-03-13 08:46:50 +0000 UTC
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